Cup Lost.

My Budapest breakfast cup has developed a hairline crack from the lip, through to both sides.

I'm more devastated that I'm comfortable admitting. I've had it for about seven years. Mostly for hot milk, which I drink lustily while most people around me gag at the very idea--something I'm miles from understanding, not that I try.

It was perfect. Oversized but light. And looked, to me, charmingly bovine--comfy for the milk, I thought.

Comments

[Rana]

Oh, how sad!

I like hot milk too, though I usually fancy it up with honey, cardamom and nutmeg. It's a wonderful winter bedtime drink.